Constant Vigilance (Semi-Realistic Wolf/Literate) Open

[SilverDoe]

(Resered)

[Dumezil]

[Accepted and adding all new bios.
Might as well start. We probably won't move that fast that the two reserved are left far behind. If we do, we can pause it.
My opening posts sometimes leave a little to be desired... sorreh.)

[Valion Beta]

After re-marking the territory borders most of the morning to make sure that their scent was still unmistakable, Viron had paused by the waterfall near the camp to get a drink. Lowering his head he lapped up some of the water, ears swiveling as he remained on alert. Morning had begun to end and many of the hunters would wait to become more active a few hours until dusk when the prey was most active and the rest of the pack would most likely be in the camp. He was a bit surprised that no-one was by the waterfall, cooling off or getting a drink. Raising his head, Viron enjoyed the feel of the cold water on his front paws, scanning the surroundings through dark eyes. It was almost as if he expected something to go wrong, or wanted it to. Knowing he had to go back to the pack shortly to make sure all was well and that the Alpha did not have any orders for him to carry out Viron made the best of his short time left and waded deeper until the water tickled his belly, cooling off on the already hot day.


[Sentinel Hunter]

Sitting near one of the dens with her tail tucked firmly beside her, Delta surveyed her surroundings with quick movements and bright eyes. She was longing for something to do and although not much prey was out since it was late morning, she was always willing to give hunting a try or anything else interesting a try. Perhaps the alphas needed something done? She would more than likely go hunt with the other three this evening when dusk hit and deer and other large prey were out and they would supply the food for the rest of the pack. What would the alpha choose for them to hunt? Until then, Delta debated on finding one of the clear pools to go swimming or get a drink. She would have to wait to make sure that the alphas did not have any other plans first, though.

[fishbait]

[[..Iason..Valion..Fighter..]]

Iason sat by the entrance of the rocky Valion camp. Being at the base of the cliff, the camp was around many fallen rocks. Wolves even dug dens in these rocks. Around the camp, wolves had different ranks and different jobs. Iason was a Fighter, which meant guarding the camp for any threats and enemies. Although, it was late morning and basically nothing was going on. He scoped the area one more time with his amber eyes and then settled. Nothing is going to happen, today is just a regular day, Iason thought in his mind. He started to roll around a pebble with is paw, now bored with just sitting around.

It was a pretty hot and humid day, and it was only morning. Iason stopped rolling the pebble and wondered if Cisco, the Alpha, wanted him to do anything. It was already his job to guard the camp, but he figured he could tackle one more. Nothing's going on, anyway, Iason told himself. Iason scanned the camp, looking for Cisco.

[Charisma.]

.:: Draven: Valion: Fighter ::.

The warm rays of the sun seeped through Draven's dark fur, and back, as he lay and rested his head against his paws. The morning had come and Draven was awake, though he didn't feel like standing. His deep yellow gold eyes scanned the area for any other pack mates that might already be up. Nothing. Just the faint chirping of birds around him. His ears swiveled before he decided on lifting himself up and shaking out that thick, dark coat of his. After Shaking himself out, Draven stopped and glanced around him once more, in the silence. The morning was quiet...too quiet.

Looking to the side for the third time, Draven noticed Iason in the distance. Maybe some of the packmates were up after all. He watched him for a moment, wondering what the other he-wolf was doing, before he looked away, thinking to himself. Maybe he was looking for the alpha, or so.

Perhaps today Draven could go out to the waterfalls and cool down a bit. After all, he could not find the Alpha, nor anyone else. A deep sigh escaped his lips and chest before he set out towards the waterfalls. The air there would be moist and breezy, great for cooling off on a hot day. After a short while of walking, Draven stopped by some moist looking rocks. He looked up at the trickling, splashing water, rushing down from the top of the falls. It was a beautiful sight, as it was refreshing. At the moment he had not noticed Viron on the other side. Lowering his head and neck, he tool a sip of the water before lifting himself and starting to walk around the perimeter of the falls.

Suddenly he sensed something. It smelt like another wolf, and a very, very familiar one at that. His breathing was steady as he took a few more steps, then a few more, and more. Suddenly he stopped noticing that it was Viron, the beta from the pack. A smirk played on his face as he made his way quietly towards him. The wolfs back was turned so it was easy for Draven to come up behind him. Sooner or later Viron would probably notice.
"Viron..." Draven said, almost like he was calling the wolf. His golden eyes looked upon him before he sat at the waters edge.

.:: Rowan: Sentinal: Hunter ::.

A slender she-wolf lay beside a small shrub, her reddish brown fur shone in the sun, with tints of tan. Her amber brown eyes looked around her before she lifted her head and sat up quickly. Rowan looked from one point to another before standing and quickly noticing Delta, who was also a hunter and close pack mate. She didn't seem to be doing anything at the moment, so Rowan decided to make her way swiftly towards her. Her long legs carried her towards the other she-wolf quickly at a brisk trot. Her ears set themselves slightly back as she stopped beside the hunter. "Hey Delta," she started. "How are you, this morning?"

Rowans ears moved forward again and pricked themselves up as she sat and swayed her tail. Her amber brown eyes looked at Delta waiting for a response. Her fur ruffled as a breeze blew by, and her tail rested by her back legs as she smiled and watched.

[WalkerNom]

{Ah, crap. I missed the forms?? I was just about to start making mine.....Hold on, I'll catch up!!}

[Soriams]

Aeolus had arisen before the break of dawn, the world still and heavy, with a silence long settled since the night animals had found their dens and not yet broken by the morning opera of birds. He had found himself restless and filled with a need to be moving. Sleep had left him completely in the darkness and after pacing for a few moments amongst his still sleeping pack mates, Aeolus wandered off into the pre-dawn darkness.

At first, he slips through camp in silence, letting each foot fall quietly on his soft pads as he picks is way down and out of the sleeping dens, not wanting to disturb anyone else this early. Then, once he has cleared the vertical slope of dens and reached the bottom of the gully, he takes of, running at full speed up the tract of the small gorge. He knows this is reckless and the others would think him a fool for running in the pitch-black shadows where even a wolf's keen eyes had to strain to see the rocky ground, but the desire to be moving is far to strong in him and he continues the race. Following the stream up away from the calm pools he runs along it's banks, following the gently burble of it's water back up towards the headwaters at the narrow end of the gorge.

This is not an unfamiliar area to Aeolus, and he pulls up in a skidding stop before he reaches the cliff that stretches up into the mountain at the end of the gully. He stops, walking for a moment and panting with the exertion of running and looks up at the sky, now turing away from the dark black of night towards the deep blue of morning. The last remaining stars are framed by the edges of the gully and he watches for a moment as they are slowly swallowed by the brightening sky. Suddenly, he looks away and bounds over to his left, easily finding the game trail that leads up the side of the cliff and over to the top where the forrest is just now becoming visible.

As he climbs, he hears birds coming awake and calling in the trees overhead. The rippling calls of warblers and the war cries of robins welcome him up into the woods and the soft, dense soil of forrest underbrush. He slinks silently through the heavy morning air of summer not really trying to slink through the woods, but just finding the ease of his quiet passage pleasant. He swings back to the right beneath the trees and heads back towards a clearing near the rim of his pack's gully.

Aeolus reaches the rim just as the sun breaks over the horizon, flooding the world with sudden light and nearly blinding the wolf from it's brilliance. His eyes slowly adjust and he watches as the rays slowly illuminate the trees stretching down the valley. From his vantage point, Aeolus can see clear down the ravine past his den and the pools that now reflect the blue sky to the meadowlands that are Sentinel Pack's prized hunting ground. Far away, brown specks move amongst the green fields: deer or elk searching for places to hide from the heat that promises to fill this new day. Beyond that, far off in the distance, a glare winks off metal and glass, the things of humans. He stands, mesmerized at the sight as the sun slowly picks it way up into the sky. Aeolus has always wondered about them and the things that they build. Someday, the thought as the humid air warmed around him. Someday, I'll figure out how they make those things. If only they could speak or made any kind of sense...

His thoughts carry him away and the shadows have already begun to shorten when Aeolus comes back to himself and realizes how long he had been standing at the top of the cliff. Somewhat startled, he shakes himself, fluffing up his ruddy brown fur and heads back to the trail to pick is way back down into the still shaded darkness of the gully. Once there, he pauses only for a moment to drink from the cold headwaters that splash down the jagged rocks from the forrest above before taking off again at top speed, traveling back down the edge of the water course in his own tracks, back towards the dens.

Luckily for Aeolus, the sun further speeds his passage back and he arrives just in time to see Rowan walk up to Delta. Ah good! Someone else is awake! He thinks happily and lopes up hill towards them, with his pink tongue lolling from his mouth, still a bit breathless from his run. He is grateful for the gently breeze that rifles through his fur cooling him slightly. Gah, it will be hot today, that is for sure. I hope they aren't planning on doing anything until it gets cooler in the evening. He thinks during his approach, watching the same breeze fluff out Rowan's beautiful red fur.

[Nyxeva]

Dima/Alphess of Sential

Dima lounged in front of her den, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she watched her pack slowly wake. Her tail wagged as she saw the healthy pelts and wagging tails of the wolves she'd grown to love as if they were family. They were family. Her ears pulled back slightly, swiveling as the sounds of the forest intruded on her quiet perch. The scent of the hooved animals they all loved made her mouth water and she got to her paws, testing the air. So many animals were in her territory today. It would be foolish to ignore the opportunity. The morning heat was almost overpowering as she leaped down from her den, slightly higher than the others. She'd have to wait to call a hunt. Shaking out her pelt, she made her way into the forest, settling into an easy trot. Soon she came across three of her packmates and she trotted towards them, barking a greeting.

[Ch1m3ra]

Lykos/Sentinal/Alpha

Lykos continued to lay in his den near Dima's, his senses slowly waking to the morning sun. He just stayed there for a moment, letting the nightmare that woke him up earlier ease its way out of his body. He listened as the morning chorus began, the birds from above his den, the hooved animals softer millings about in the meadows. He slowly got up as he heard the other wolves beginning to meet each other.
Another day, those days are gone from me. Sentinal exists, this life is where I am now. Not with my old pack.
He growled softly to himself and forced himself out of his den. A soft pant forming on his lips as he came into the morning sun. He noticed Dima meeting with the others and after getting a drink from the river went over, barking a greeting to them.

[corpsewallet]

: Daimon. Sentinel. Beta:

Daimon woke, eyes bleary as he blinked in the early light. Stretching, his eyes narrowed as he saw the pack alphess leaving her den. Creeping forward silently, he sidled next to her like a shadow. "Good morning, Highness. Any executions for the day?" he purred, fangs clacking together at the end of his sentence, a stark smirk playing across his lips. Then, pausing as he caught scent of his packmates, he bounded forward, ears back as he landed in his usual commanding stance. Glaring them down with his piercing amber eyes, Daimon waited for the Alphess.

[Popcorns]

Cisco: Valion: Alpha Male

The wolf sat at the entrance of his den. His den was the highest among the rocky cliff. It wasn't far off the ground, but the other wolves' den were scattered around the falling rocks and boulders that littered the base of the massive cliff that stood as a barrier to the north. From the male's den, he could see where Valion's resting and gathering place ended and the forest took over. Beyond the forest are acres of field land where the Sentinal pack hunted. The forest spread after the field, but, each pack perfered either the fields or the forest. The hunting grounds started at the border and spread back towards the home of each pack. For Valion, it was mostly forest and cliffs. For Sential, it was a field at the base of the mountain, then forest that spread throughout their land. Cisco's eyes traveled over what he could see from his advatage point. The large boulder he was perched on helped his eyesight out by rising him over the other rocks.

The Alpha sat there untill he could hear the mid afternoon chatter of his wolves. They were aware of their current situation, hopefully. It was obvious that this wasn't their real home. Before, the Valion pack nevere had to really worry about borders, the threat of another pack, or even the cation that was needed when out and about. Part of it was because of the other pack, but soemthing bigger and larger was more of a threat. Humans were forcing his wolves, Cisco's pack, closer to strangers. Pushing Cisco to his breaking point. They couldn't fight these creatures, the wolves were out numbered. It worried the male. As he sat there on the rock, his ears twitching ever so slightly at the small chit chat. His eyes zoned out as they starred at the forest. The trouble that these humans were causing was on his mind always. Always in the back of his mind, picking slowly away at his patience. Cisco didn't like it one bit. He hated when he cracked under pressure. Thankfully, he had Viron to do that. It was Viron's job to crack down his his pack mates. It once had been Cisco's job, but now he just got to make the orders and have his Beta carry them out.

Cisco jumped down from his spot as he figured he should start making plans for the day. A hunt would have to be done, but not untill later today. Still, he could figure out who was going. He knew that Akiva and Kyros woiuld be going as they were the only for sure hunters. Some of the fighters would have to go along if the pack wanted big game. The fighters are larger then the hunters, but they could help seperate the prey from it's herd and make sure the small hunters wouldn't get hurt or somethign along those lines. Hey, even Viron could go. Speaking of which, where was the Beta? Best to over the plans with him. Plus, they had over things to discuss such as deciding what they should do wtih the Sentinal pack. They were too close in Cisco's mind. Viron did have the job of remarking parts of the border in the morning, so he should be close by camp now. The Alpha headed towards the waterfall as the wolf would probably enjoy a drink after all morning out and about.

As the male neared the water sorce, his tail raised slightly to show his dominance. It was natural to Cisco to show a sign of his authority when approaching a wolf. Untill he had the Beta insight did his tail low. The Valion alpha also noticed Draven greeting Viron at the water. He merely gave a nod to the fighter as the Alpha reache dthe to on the other side of the fall. Cisco wadded into the small pool up to his ankels as he took his own drink. It was mostly just lazy days around here with the pack. It would have been peacful if only the Alpha didn't have to worry about the threats toward his pack, "Greetings Viron and Draven." the wolf said as he raised his head from the water. Cisco's amber eyes first met Viron's and then Draven's, "It's good that your here Draven, as I wanted to discus with Viron about tonight's hunt. There's a lack of hutners lately, so I assum that it wouldn't be a probably if you and another tagged along with tonight's hunt? Your job would help out Akiva and Kyros witht he hunt aswell as helping bring back the kill. If you have any questions, ask Viron here." he said, not bothering asking Draven if he wanted to go along or not. Cisco picked his way out of the water before addressing Viron, "Did you smell anything this mornign while you re-marked the border?" the alpha questioned. If the answer was no, it would help with Cisco's worries about the humans and Sentinal wolves.

Nike: Fighter/Hunter: Valion

Nike woke up from her slumber into the mid afternoon. Normally, she would have been up witht he others, but the female had stayed up late last night watching over the camp. Instead of standing up walking out of her den, the fighter stretched her paws way out into front of her untill they reached the adge of her den, and then sank her claws into the ground and pulled the rest of her body forward. She slithered out of her den and popped up on all fours. Giving herself a good shake, the female continued to stretch her body. She moved into a play bow position while giving a yawn. By the looks of Nike, one would think she was a hunter. In fact, she probably should be. She did even begin hunter training when she was younger. When she found out that she would only be hunting, and be the second one in line for fights, Nike let the current alpha have it. She didn't want to be a hunter mostly, she wanted to be out there on the battle field, she wanted to be the first choice. He offical rank though is both. The Valion pack needed hunters, so she stepped up to the plate, but she did insist to also be one of the first group of wolves to be contacted when a battle is planned to be carried out.

Nike stretched out her back legs and winced when her spine give a pop when she bent forward enough to exert pressure on the kink. Now satisfied, Nike scanned the area for her fellow pack mates. For now, it would just be time to hide from the rising sun and relax untill night fell, that's where all the action went on. Then the sun would be gone and hunting would be begin.

Clayton: Hunter/Fighter: Sentinal

Clayton picked his way along the edge of the hunting fields. Everyonce in awhile, he would scent a tree or two around the edge of the field. Jus treminders for those who wanted to travel into Sentinal lands. He didn't go crazsy with re-marking as the prey that lived off of the field could smell the marking aswell. As CLay reached the edge of the forest that would lead up towards the southern end of the drinking stream, he cast a look over his shoulder to see the faded outlines of elk and deer that lingered at the other side. The prey ventured out of the saftey of the trees because of the lush grass that grew in the fields. The male turned and picked up the pace as he moved his way up towards the stream that would quench his thrist.

Reaching the stream, Clayton moved into the water up to his mid calf as that's how far it would go. In other parts of the stream, the water was deeper and other areas shallower. The wolf bent his head down and had his tounge lash out at the water and flick back into his mouth. He stood in the stream, enjoying the cool sensation on his paws and forelegs. Bunching his legs together, Clayton hopped to the other side once he decided to move on. Jaws parted open slighty as Clayton followed the stream up towards the gully. The pack member quickly scented some of his pack. He would have to cross their path in order to go back to camp, which was just some few quick bounds from the group. As Clayton exited the brush that had blocking hsi view of who he would be meeting, he found the original three scents he had scented belonged to Delta, Rowen, and Aeolus. Those three Clayton liked most of the time They didn't really rub Clay the wrong way. As he was about the great the three, he noticed more movement coming from camp. Turning his head, the wolf noticed the figures of the Alphess and the Beta, the Alpha wasn't far behind.

Now Clayton wasn't really close with the Alpha or Alphess, but out of respect, he tolerated them. The other figure though, Daimon, was the one that made him mently groan. He didn't trust Daimon. He didn't chat much with the other male, probably mostly Clay's fault. He didn't enjoy the Beta's presence much. The hunter didn't have much of a reason not too, besides that fact that he never really had a friendly vibe from the wolf.